I dream lots of dreams, many of them so realistic I wake up with my heart pounding, the sweat pouring off me, and feelings of elation/dread washing over me.
Sometimes my dreams have a way of coming true - in a way.
For example, one time long ago, I dreamed of an old friend - let's call him Bernard - lying in a coffin. He looked so peaceful there as I and the members of the old college gang looked down upon his face, including our friend Gail, who had been living in the USA for many years. I emailed Bernard about this dream of mine, and he said he was going to save that email in case something bad did happen to him.
A few weeks later, the gang DID get together for a funeral, but not Bernard's. Gail's father died and she came home for the funeral, hence the impromptu get-together of the gang.
Now all I need to do is to learn to improve the synchronicity between my dream world and waking world, and then start dreaming about lottery numbers.